This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

I just went outside for some fresh air and a walk and cup of tea, popped to see my church doing their nativity, I dressed up as a shepherd for them and smiled for the camera. They told me that someone had been looking for me, one of the church, but she didn't find me.

I went to the market for a cuppa, the tea stall lady told me that one of our tea stall pals had brought her a christmas cake, with the instructions 'keep away from naked flames', I know all my english blog readers will understand that, but anyone who doesn't - Christmas cakes are fruit cakes which are kept to mature and 'fed' alcohol to create the distinct flavour, this cake had been very well fed on alcohol.
The tea stall lady said she will bring me some of the cake. So thats my Christmas cake sorted for this year.

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